The sleepy island of Mawbrook has many a case of missing people. Sloane Aldrich, recently fired journalist, thinks this might be the case to crack in order to stick it to her higher ups. However, the answers Mawbrook is willing to provide may hold a deeper horror. One that is only all too happy to sink its teeth into her.

A story in which Odile is trying, the prince never drowns and Odette is not as helpless as some stories make her out to be.

Or in other words, what if Swan Lake had been a story about two women in love, a supportive prince and the strength it takes to leave a bloodline behind.

Harlow wishes for nothing more than meaning to her life. With the new religion pushing forth, destroying those left to believe in the Old Ones, she sees the meaning slip more and more. With her sisters gone, her mother within the black void and her father turned, she seeks out the forest, hoping to find rest there and join her mother within the void. However, the forest has never belonged to humans. It has always been for the dead, for the wolves in human skin. As much as they are hungry for the living, Harlow might find her hunger for meaning stilled among them.